I am the wind

So last night I was reading "real men will never sparkle" to my roommates, and I realized just how much I have written on this blog! I am like those girls wont stop talking, except I write what I am saying. In real life I don't say too much unless I have a strong opinion or I know the person well enough. But its fun to listen rather than talk. Everyone else's amount of talking, I write instead. :) 

So driving back from Utah was almost torturous. Driving by the expanding plains and rolling hills made me want to pull over and start exploring. I wanted a horse so bad to gallop over the wide open fields and forget everything. Or turn into the wind and fly over the land that hasnt been tainted by us humans. I actually came up with a story that I think is going to be fun to write. Its going to be fun because its all going to be a bit of silliness, nothing really that noteworthy but its okay. :) I will enjoy myself and isnt that what life is about? Btw, grandma's peaches are soooo good!